If there's ever a time you can't find me, don't worry. I'm doing alright. I'm probably hiding out somewhere counting my blessings, mumbling something about sunshine, wondering how much love I can live in a lifetime.

– Shihan the Poet

Friday, January 18, 2008

Communicative Combat

Monday, Wednesday, and Friday mornings at The Yoga House, I find myself exchanging fighting techniques with a myriad of fighters, all from different combative backgrounds. A composed mix of Muay Thai, Wing Chun, Jiu Jitsu, Turkish stick fighting, and the new addition of American Boxing, courtesy of yours truly.

The way one throws a punch, holds their block or moves their feet, tells a story of where that fighter has been and what they’ve endured. Each right cross, Muay Thai knee, arm bar, or Wing Chun block is only a different dialect of a common tongue.

2 comments:

Re: Your comment in my blog. No that was never my concern. What I meant was for you to do exactly what you have been doing lately. Just thinkin about it and keeping aware. You cannot control the actions of others but you can minimize the time you are available to be around those actions. At the same time, I dunno if that takes away from the reason you are there to begin with. Call me if you need to talk it out to figure it out.